I nearly dropped the plate I held. "You've asked me out tons of times." "Not really. I've made inapproprite suggestions and frequently pushed for nudity. But I've never asked you out on a real date. And, if memory serves, you did say you'd give me a fair chance once I let you clean out my trust fund." "I didn't clean it out," I scoffed.

It had to be one of the weirdest things in the universe that Lissa had never come close to suspecting my feelings for Dimitri but that Adrian had figured it out.

Don't judge the past by the standards of today. It won't work. They're incompatible.

Funny how someone telling you not to do something can talk you into it.

Are you sleepwalking?' A voice asked behind me. "I was testing dorm security," I said. "It sucks.

You…you need to move on,” I managed. Yes, that was a sound reason. “You need to find someone else. You know I don’t—that I can’t. Well, you know. You’re wasting your time with me.” He remained firm. “It’s my time to waste.

Theyʹre shooting at us,ʺ I said incredulously. ʺTheyʹre actually shooting at us!